Tyrannical Slaughter

Silence descended on the battle stage. Although Xie Yu was considered a chosen from one of the major powers in Xuan King City, he wasn’t the most dazzling one. But even so, his death attracted the attention of everyone present.

Because that single spear attack was simply too brilliant.

They didn’t know what Xie Yu had experienced, they couldn’t understand what they’d seen. A mighty existence at the fifth level of Heavenly Dipper didn’t even have the chance to display his full strength, before dying from a stab through the throat by a random cultivator?

It was precisely because they didn’t understand that they were filled with terror.

The long spear in the black-robed young man’s hands was merely an ordinary weapon. And right now, this weapon still dripped blood— blood that belonged to a demon-level genius from a major power of Xuan King City.